That was the quickest ever! It is a pretty short chapter, but meh.
Hope you enjoy the last peaceful moments of the story. Yes, you read that right, trouble's coming!!! I'd say sorry for that, but it's obvious you can't wait for the action

I luv Syrup^^

And remember to leave comments! And feedback! You have no idea how much that helps inspiration! A happy writer is a productive one

Some strong language, pheh.

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Next Chapter: District 9 - PoHa - 08Prayer of the refugee   "Love what you've done with your hair, Syrup."  Syrup clicked her tongue and stroked the top of her head narcissistically.  "Yeah, it was about time, huh? Everybody was thinking it too. Blue was way too artificial. Purple's much more natural."  "You're right" Ana agreed amusingly, stirring her coffee so as to distract herself from the urge to giggle. Laughing in Syrup's face would probably never bother Syrup, but just in case…  They had decided to have breakfast at a cheap pub after they'd realized they had no power at home for the third time that month. Syrup and Ana ate together mor Previous Chapter: District 9 - PoHa - 06Breaking the habit    The clockwork collar still looked strange on Ana, as Ana's friends made a point to indicate. She hadn't taken it off much lately, except for sleeping, for example, and that implied having her mates at the university see it hanging from her neck.  "What the heck is that, Ana?" Gery laughed, signaling towards the dangling pieces of clockwork and needles. "Is it like steampunk, or something?"  "Yeah, I guess."  "It really doesn't match your colors."  "Where did you get that?"  "A friend gave it to me."  "Ooh, a friend!" Sean sung. "New friend?"  "Yeah, it's… it was some